The wind stopped, but the tears continued to flow wildly.
Shiqing fell to the ground and buried her head deeply between her knees.
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"Auntie, thank you for saving my brother and I, and for helping us find such a quiet place. My brother will rest in peace."
Under a big banyan tree, a green tombstone stands.
But Shiqing felt that he hadn't left yet and was still by her side.
Closing her eyes deeply, Shiqing fondled each word on the tombstone with nostalgia.
"Girl, let's go. It's difficult to walk on the mountain road after dark." The woman said, pulling Shi Qing.
Nodding and looking back three times, Shi Qing reluctantly followed the woman down the mountain.
"I haven't asked my aunt her name yet." Shiqing asked casually.
The woman's face suddenly changed, but she immediately smiled gently and said, "Rong Yue, just call me Aunt Rong Yue."
"Yes, Aunt Rong Yue."
"By the way, I also picked up a man there. Do you know him? It's a pity that the man broke his head. He is probably half crazy and half stupid when he wakes up."
"Um?"
Shi Qing was startled, her red and swollen eyes lowered. She didn't remember that besides brother Qing Ran, anyone else fell with them.
Still feeling uneasy, I followed Rong Yue down the mountain and returned to their bamboo forest.
Rong Yue took Shi Qing to the innermost room, where a man wearing golden armor was lying, his expression looking very painful.
Her heart ached when she couldn't stop it. After seeing that face again, Shiqing walked in slowly.
Twitching, I don’t know what else I can feel besides pain now?
Did he jump down too?
Covering her mouth with her hand, Shiqing suppressed her crying, not wanting to disturb the sleeping person. It seemed like she had walked for a thousand years before she reached his bedside.
Tears fell down and hit Ming Qingyue's forehead on his hand.
The crimson blood stains on the gauze immediately faded away.
He stuffed the back of his hand into his mouth and bit it hard until he could feel a burst of blood in his mouth.
"Ming Qingyue, wake up."
Shi Qing couldn't help but bite Ming Qingyue's body with her hands. She was afraid, she was really afraid that he would leave her like Qing Ran.
By then, she probably won't be able to live alone.
"Girl, please go back too. It's a miracle that you didn't die after falling to the ground like that. You just had a miscarriage, so you need to take good care of yourself."
Rong Yue walked in slowly and put her hand on Shi Qing's shoulder.
The body of the sobbing person suddenly froze, and then he whispered, "It's okay, aunt, this is my husband, I will watch over him when he wakes up."
When Rong Yue heard what Shi Qing said, she nodded, walked out and closed the door.
When the house was quiet again, Shiqing completely collapsed. The child was gone, and so was her child.
"Ming Qingyue, bastard, wake up, have you heard? Our child is dead too! He's dead!"
With a trembling voice, Shi Qing beat Ming Qingyue's body, shouting and roaring.
I don’t know how long I shouted or cried.
Shi Qing finally lay down on Ming Qingyue's cold armor, pillowed against him, and murmured to herself.
"As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh, with thousands in it. Although I hate you, I also want to grow old with you. Although I hate you, I am still concerned about you. Although I am
I'm annoyed with you, but I'll never forget you."
Shi Qing said bitterly, burying her head deeply into Ming Qingyue's wrist, treating it as a haven to drive her crazy in this life, and fell into a deep sleep. [Eight Updates]
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